Darkhawk's Journal -- Tales of the Chromatic Hydra



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Date:	2010-01-01 00:05
Subject:	To-Do (Long-Term Global)
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Date:	2010-01-01 00:00
Subject:	To-do list (Reading)
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( Cut for length. )

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Date:	2008-09-29 22:30
Subject:	First lines memething
Security:	Public
Mood:	grumpy
Music:	Back In The U.S.S.R.-The King's Singers-The Beatles Connection

For lack of anything better to do, here's a first songlines thing. Everyone else is doing 32 in a row, but I got distracted by a shiny object (and releasing the Wrath of Sarge) so I just did 22, skipping instrumentals, which I was getting a lot of.

So, on to the game.

( Silliness cut. )

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Date:	2008-09-20 16:57
Subject:	GIP, or something
Security:	Public
Mood:	sick
Music:	Same Man I Was Before-Oingo Boingo-Dead Man's Party

I'm in a weird, fey sort of mood today. Probably in part as a result of what I'm thinking of as Operation Unhappy Puppy on W20 Tribal Wars, in honor of which I have made this icon.

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Date:	2008-09-18 14:30
Subject:	My dreams are weird lately.
Security:	Public
Mood:	blah
Music:	Whoever Brings the Night-Nightwish-Dark Passion Play

Last night's featured running into miz_evolution in a bike shop in my standard dreamscape city (which was claiming to be Montreal, but really, it wasn't) and discussing subway routes, the open air market, and where the red light district was.

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Date:	2008-09-16 02:23
Subject:	Tonight's Miscellaneous Theatre of the Gloriously Out of Context
Security:	Public
Mood:	sleepy
Music:	Cassandra-The Crüxshadows-Ethernaut

If only I'd known that five years ago I should have invested in a solid gold badger....

Ninja Lugh has throwing suns.

You need to spend your etymology on something better than cheap whores!

Your megalomaniacal streak is cute.

(All speakers either me or arawen.)

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Date:	2008-09-11 19:33
Subject:	Flames of Incandescent Terror
Security:	Public
Mood:	transcendent
Music:	Not Ready to Make Nice-Dixie Chicks-Not Ready to Make Nice - Single

"Think not that I am come to send peace on earth: I came not to send peace, but a sword."

Love is radical.

It is time for us to acknowledge that our love is an act of war.

It seems distasteful to say. It feels wrong. Our love, our lives, our nurtured gardens and families, we say, these are not weapons. These are not acts of violence. To us, they are not.

Love is radical.

Love is radical, and I light a candle to shed red-glass light on Lilitu's owl-clawed feet, because today I am a child of the Mother of Demons. My love will shake the world, fan out like the peacock fan that spreads behind Her and glows in the firelight in honor of strife and compassion.

Love is radical, and its tears will extinguish Hell, but only if we burn with it. It is not enough to love quietly, mousily, in the safe spaces, because love is radically unsafe. Love will throw you through Hell and walk with you on the hike out. Love does not let you hide behind walls, it will slice you open, it will make you bleed.

Love is an act of blood. Love is an act of bone. It is your breath.

I am a child of the Mother of Demons. My love will rip up the foundations of the world if need be. It will tear apart your safe spaces. It will not let me be silent. My love is a claimed conspiracy to riot stashed in a jail cell awaiting judgement in Minnesota. My love does not wait for a permit or follow an established route. It is here now there then always not with a whimper but a bang and if your world is ending for it then remember that love will divide your families, set kith against kith and kin against kin, that you were warned and said you believed.

I am a child of the Mother of Demons. My love roars like the hollow wind. My love comes for the children. It does not listen to the doors. My love sees people married without checking their genitalia at the door, without evaluating the colour of their skin, without seeing if they have a hollowness that will be filled with a baby. My love sings and screams and goes to the ballot box dancing with the joy of holiness.

I am a child of the Mother of Demons. I walk a warrior path of love, and follow the song of my heart. I hold sunlight in my right hand and shadow and storm in my left, and am born of the serpent's dance with the falcon. I have the restored Eye and I offer it to you, that you may live.

I am a child of the Mother of Demons. I am one of the ones to fear, who goes stealthy through today in my cat-print pyjamas passing for one of you normal ones, the sane ones, the pretty children who went to school and then to the university and got put in boxes and came out all the same. I am the pervert among you, the polytheist, the deviant, the one whose world is wider than you can face, I stand at the open door in the desert from which there is no return.

There is no male or female, no free or slave, no line of race or creed or colour in love. Fear me, for I love you.

[ Apologies to those who get it twice. It matters enough to risk my semi-anonymity on the blog. ]

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Date:	2008-09-09 00:35
Subject:	Roll up for the Mystery Tour ...
Security:	Public
Mood:	sick
Music:	goo goo ka-joob

A rogue piece of my brain is trying to piece together shamanic experience filtered through Beatles music.

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Date:	2008-09-08 01:14
Subject:	Man, being a grownup is great.
Security:	Public
Mood:	pleased
Music:	Faster Than The Speed Of Night-Bonnie Tyler-Faster Than The Speed Of Night

Working on writing something for loveandpower, wound up with urge for hot buttered popcorn.

So I went and put some on the stove.

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Date:	2008-09-04 20:42
Subject:	OMG.
Security:	Public
Mood:	scared

Holy. Fucking. Shit.

Little Light analyses Huckabee's speech at the RNC.

And lets us know that street medics are getting arrested too.

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Date:	2008-08-27 01:28
Subject:	Looks like the Correspondence nexus in Pandemonium moved just fine ...
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Mood:	surprised
Music:	An Innocent Man-Billy Joel-An Innocent Man

.... I ran into Otavia.

Who I haven't seen in about thirteen years.

She looks fantastic, and the purple in her hair is quite lovely.

Met her husband too.

Life continues weird.

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Date:	2008-08-25 16:22
Subject:	... okay then.
Security:	Public
Mood:	confused
Music:	My Little Lovely-The Moody Blues-Strange Times

... my TSH level is 2-ish, as of last month.

I think it was in April that it was 3.5.

Last year it was 5.5.

My body: put together weird.

(I should get a thyroxin molecule too. This is serotonin.)

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Date:	2008-08-23 19:34
Subject:	Ah yes. Finding verse forms is a pain.
Security:	Public
Mood:	aggravated

We're going to blank some verse today
That's never been blunk before
And every time
We make a rhyme
It figures against the score ...

-- Walt Kelly

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Date:	2008-08-21 23:01
Subject:	Growl
Security:	Public
Mood:	annoyed
Music:	People playing Race for the Galaxy in the other room

Dear Microsoft Word:

Stop helping me.

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Date:	2008-08-20 18:06
Subject:	Quizdump
Security:	Public
Mood:	dazed
Music:	An Innocent Man-Billy Joel-An Innocent Man

Not many, but hey.

( One of them is code-long. )

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Date:	2008-08-10 15:12
Subject:	Meanwhile, out in the real world ....
Security:	Public
Mood:	sad
Music:	Largo-Louis Lortie-Chopin: 24 Preludes, Op.28 Etc.

Read this piece on the situation in Georgia.

"What horrifies is me is not just the violence, as if it isn’t bad enough, but the fact that being ethnically half-Russian and half-Ukrainian, I grew knowing that the Georgians are our friends. I grew up in a household in love with Georgian culture. To my Russian mother, Georgia was “the most beautiful place in the world,” and she wasn’t alone in this by far."

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Date:	2008-08-06 00:26
Subject:	Sometimes, I just have to laugh.
Security:	Public
Mood:	giggly
Music:	Head Over Heels-Tears For Fears-Songs From The Big Chair

Just copying my explanation of the funny from overlandmush rather than retype, 'cause I'm lazy.

( Log behind cut. )

In other Tribal Wars amusements, I've impressed MattyJ (founder of Dr. No Revolution, the reasonably fearsome and highly aggressive tribe that teinedreugan played in in W19) with my ability to generate ridiculous quantities of troops. He posted something to the effect of, "Dude, is it just me, or is she vicious? Not to be a jerk here, but I'm ... pleasantly surprised." (Dear Matty: no, teinedreugan didn't get me into your organisation just 'cause I'm His Gurl. Surprise!)

In other news, shrink back from vacation, so normal Tuesday schedule may soon resume. Had conversation today mostly about me flipping out which was overall stunningly useful.

ETA: ... Matty set my tribe position to 'busy farming you'. DED.

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Date:	2008-08-03 21:20
Subject:	Points for the day
Security:	Public
Mood:	okay
Music:	Bye Bye Beautiful-Nightwish-Dark Passion Play

+ found a magazine with a bunch of gluten-free bread recipes when getting food for dinner
+ made a reasonably successful stirfry
+ finished project for work
+ mostly mood-stable, if a lazy bastard
+ my stargazers are blooming still

- guts still not entirely happy with the meds update
----- teinedreugan broke my dryad statue (the most successful of my elemental spirits statues series) (currently working on mending her as best as can be done)